"Yet words are so damned important now that we’re living on paper again. I shall want words from you – and words and words! Write all that you think, sweetheart, including the doubts and terrors. Write all that you think and feel.“ Iris Murdoch to David Hicks, 5th January 1946
"Works on paper are my love letters to painting.
When I paint I don’t feel alone... I feel full and real again... Taking a pause
Language challange colors and colors are challanging words...
Painting is a conversation, material – literal way of communicating with past.
I am in love with monprinting; rhytmic repetition and surprise which brings forward a new image ...
Very often when I kneel down and work on newsprints I am ending up reading an article... it is funny and comforting at the same time.
Texts infused with image is a portal to memories. One story is growing out of another story ...
The energy and chaos of paper are so easy to model, the lines can spread out like cardiogram…
Paper...everyday material yet so unpredictable and uncontrolable... I enjoy it’s randomness, control and chance ...
Paper is silent and loud
Scraps of memory... silent amazement... painting of memory; are there enough words left?
„Spare your mouth,
use gestures rather than words so the sound of rumination doesn’t clog your ears.
Begin instead to sing a song Of silent amazement.“
„Poem from the snow year“, Maria Lassnig
Katarzyna Gajewska, August 2021